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Peyton wrapped her arms around Lucas as they got out of his car at the Go-Cart track. His lip had stopped bleeding and aside from the tiny cut on his lip, he bore no sign that he had just been involved in a fistfight. Peyton wished he would smile again though. He had been so quiet on the drive there, and she hadn't known what to say.
"Hey," She said resting her chin on his shoulder, as they watched their other friends arrive at the track as well. "You going to be okay?" She watched him intently with her hazel eyes. "Because if you leave me here, I'm totally going to loose with this cast on my leg." She cracked, finally getting him to smile.
"Hey," She said resting her chin on his shoulder, as they watched their other friends arrive at the track as well. "You going to be okay?" She watched him intently with her hazel eyes. "Because if you leave me here, I'm totally going to loose with this cast on my leg." She cracked, finally getting him to smile.